Pulling Out an Ace
In kindergarten, you had a boyfriend, who sat on the bus next to you and held your hand
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The Knife
The Johnsons had no pretensions that they from were a class down from even my working-class family, which was not saying much where we came from, except that, behind their backs, everybody called them ‘white trash’.
Shelter Choices
These are not the cats I would have chosen. I apologize every time someone tells me they are beautiful.
Frescoes Unadorned
That I woke up at all was not my intention. I’d reasoned with myself in a depressed state that I had had enough life lessons and experiences that qualified me to take a short-cut to the great beyond.
